===APOPHTHEGMATIC METRONOME~~~

Friday, April 3, 2009

I wanted bees to see my progress
but they would give me stings
I wont put my make- up on
cos' I am losing face


Living in this water bottle
is my life on her lips
Desolation when its sealed
but thirst when its set free

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna make a name
I'm running round and round this tree

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna have a say
I must sail in this leaking boat
...it will sink

I would beat these ten- feet men
if I could see their heads
I can grow a tail of horse
If I could run so fast

I had no- one when I came
there's no- one I would take
I would put the gun to my head
but I swore I wont kill

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna make a name
Im running round and round this tree

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna have a say
I must sail in this leaking boat
...it will sink

Im the Judas of your father
but I wont hang myself
Look inside my lonely suite
and you will find two beds

Heresy in my one- pound brain
A stone in my chest
Serenaded in early morning
its sleep that I will pick

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna make a name
Im running round and round this tree

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna have a say
I must sail in this leaking boat
...it will sink

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